" "No, not a problem..." "Yes, Iunderstand. Let's see how far this goes..." "I'll be there shortly..." Yes, we... Yes." Rachel?" I'll see you at the...condo..." I ended the call and turned to look atWill, "Problem?" Maybe, need to see what kind of damage control I need to blanket someactivities before we meet the City Planner."December 4th, 9:40 AMThe 'thunk' of the Miata door closing behind me at the Grand Cayman wasa relief, but now walking through the door of the condo just now I feltas if. Al..Alex* She stuttered out, I actually can't believe she it, She can hear me and she know's who is talking, Guess I am two for two*Who you expecting, Santa clause* Yeah I know another strange choice of words, I know I probably don't have long to talk to her but it's always fun to mess with her*Shut up you idiot* She said a little angrily, Now you think she would be happy to talk to me but she doesn't seem it*If that's what you want I will* I won't really but like I said, Always fun to mess. He enjoyed teasing her as her cheeks became flushed. She wore her formal holiday dress, handmade of red velvet and white lace. A tight-fitting corset was sewn into the waist, which pushed her bust line upright to reveal an ample pair of round olive-toned pillows that fed the ten of us. Her dark hair was pulled up and wrapped in a bun with white baby’s breath woven throughout. Mama knew it was time to clear the table when Papa would stop eating the dates from the dessert tray. He would then toss. But they won't do will they. I'll have to take them off until Pop can find me another pair." "Yes! Take them off. I'll do it!" cried Mr. Messner, pushing at the offending piece of cloth. She stepped out of the panties but the men's hands remained on her. Mr. Messner's fingers were now digging furiously into her cunt while Mr. Harrison was beginning to probe at her tiny asshole. Susie reached out to either side of her, found the male organs she was searching for, and squeezed. "Oh.